Somewhere in the office below, the phones continued to ring. The caller was somehow switching between the lines and working their way through the entire building. Strange as that may have been on a regular day, when the building's been left to rot alongside the rest of the world these past fifty odd years it only tempts you to pick up the receiver.
And you would have, if the girl hiding nearby hadn't grabbed your hand and yanked you towards the upper floors with a hushed "Don't, if it knows we're here then it might come in!" and with no other explanation, began to lead you to a flight of crumbling concrete stairs.
She ducked at every window or crack in the walls and you copied her, still unsure as to why you were following her but too curious and worried to do anything else. Occasionally she'd pull you both to a stop and push you towards whichever room still had a door. You'd both crouch by it, bracing against it and listening as the ringing gradually grew louder and louder.
At one point you were both running as quietly as possible while phones cried out to either side of you, almost catching up to you as you dashed between toppled desks and hopped over collapsed filing cabinets. By the time you reached the narrow stairs leading to the roof you were both drenched in sweat.
She was faring slightly better than you, too alert to show her exhaustion while you clenched your knees, back bowed low and gasping for every breath of stale air. As you started recovering you looked up and saw her giving you a strange look, a calculated look... a look that said she had figured something out and that something would be bad for you.
"It's found you." she stated, as the world started spinning like the phones still ringing in your ears.
And you would have, if the girl hiding nearby hadn't grabbed your hand and yanked you towards the upper floors with a hushed "Don't, if it knows we're here then it might come in!" and with no other explanation, began to lead you to a flight of crumbling concrete stairs.
She ducked at every window or crack in the walls and you copied her, still unsure as to why you were following her but too curious and worried to do anything else. Occasionally she'd pull you both to a stop and push you towards whichever room still had a door. You'd both crouch by it, bracing against it and listening as the ringing gradually grew louder and louder.
At one point you were both running as quietly as possible while phones cried out to either side of you, almost catching up to you as you dashed between toppled desks and hopped over collapsed filing cabinets. By the time you reached the narrow stairs leading to the roof you were both drenched in sweat.
She was faring slightly better than you, too alert to show her exhaustion while you clenched your knees, back bowed low and gasping for every breath of stale air. As you started recovering you looked up and saw her giving you a strange look, a calculated look... a look that said she had figured something out and that something would be bad for you.
"It's found you." she stated, as the world started spinning like the phones still ringing in your ears.
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